Lao Tzu is a Warlord

　　As long as the old man yells "Ula", it is almost the same as Bushido.

　　Even though some people were blown to pieces by shells halfway, they still charged with shouting "Ula".

　　Soon, when Lao Maozi entered the range of 500 meters, the semi-automatic rifle opened fire, accompanied by the general-purpose machine gun on the bipod of the squad, and shot at Lao Maozi like rain.

　　The Soviets on the opposite side did not show weakness, and the Mosin Nagan rifles began to shoot at each other.

　　The Jieggarev DP light machine gun also rattled.

　　Wang Mingxu was the front line of the battle. A battalion of 27-collar bipod general-purpose machine guns and nine-collar tripod heavy machine guns formed an intertwined network, sweeping away the Soviet old men one after another, cleaning up the Blockbuster.

　　The big loss also made Lao Maozi no longer feel awkward. He fell to the ground and couldn't even lift his head.

　　"Semi-automatic rifle?"

　　Grotevsky, who took the time to get out of the air-raid shelter and watched the battlefield with a telescope, was taken aback. The semi-automatic rifle is being researched by the Soviet Union and has not yet been put into production. Where did this iron-blooded army come from.

　　He couldn't figure it out, where did the yellow-skinned monkey get the semi-automatic rifle?

　　Is it linked to the Americans?

　　Seeing that the great Soviet Red Army soldiers on his side were suppressed by semi-automatic rifles and machine guns, Grotevsky immediately ordered 105 mortars and 82 mortars to suppress the enemy's firepower...

　　The 76.2-caliber field artillery continued to bombard the opponent's 120-caliber mortar.

　　Due to the underestimation of the Jagged Army's artillery in advance, the 76.2 caliber field artillery was placed forward, and did not take advantage of the distance.

　　It can only shoot against the 3000 mortar of the yellow monkey at a close range of 120 meters.

　　The result is very passive!

　　"boom!!"

　　A shell blew up a machine gun position 30 meters away from Wang Mingxu.

　　Blood floated down from the sky like a drizzle.

　　"Fuck you old man, I am your eight times ancestor, you think you have a lot of shells, don't you, 60 mortar platoons, kill the opponent's mortars for me!" Wang Mingxu roared!

　　"Boom boom boom!"

　　A series of shells smashed past, and the 60 mortars roared and blasted towards the Soviet mortar positions.

　　At one time, several Soviet mortars were blown up.

　　Seeing the suppression of the great Soviet artillery fire, Grotevsky's face was ashen.

　　He finally understood why those yellow-skinned monkeys in Japan were suppressed by the Iron Blood Army!

　　This firepower configuration is a little stronger than the firepower of the Great Soviet Far East Military Region.

　　"Comrade Grotevsky, there is no use for you to hide here. Hurry up and charge. Only by charging can we guarantee victory!"

　　Commissar Marcus's ugly 5.7 voice entered Grovsky's ears again.

　　"Comrade Marcus, don't you know that the enemy's artillery fire is very strong. If we rush up, we can only die in vain!"

　　Grotowski frowned.

　　"Comrade Grotevsky, are you doubting the great Soviet fighters? Our great Soviet fighters are invincible. If you doubt the Soviet fighters, you doubt the great Comrade Stalin."

　　"I have the right to suspect that this is a criticism of the great Comrade Stalin's revolutionary will!"

　　Commissar Marcus's face became a little hideous.

　　Grovsky's expression froze, he was afraid that something would happen. Once he was placed in the opposition camp of Comrade Stalin, his whole family would be imprisoned. .

Chapter 325 Commissar Marcus Losing His Mind

　　"Comrade Wilfredsky, come here!"

　　Grovsky grabbed the walkie-talkie and yelled!

　　After a while, an officer who seemed to be the battalion commander trotted over with a helmet on. His tall and thin body and black ash from the gunpowder showed his ability.

　　"Comrade head, you call me?"

　　Grovsky pointed to the position of the Iron Blood Army in front of him, and shouted: "Comrade Political Commissar is going to take down the position of the Iron Blood Army on the opposite side. Comrade Wilfredsky, let all the soldiers in your main battalion move! , Comrade Stalin is watching you, rush to the enemy's position and wipe them all out!"

　　He looked at the head of the regiment who was roaring, and then at the serious political commissar.

　　He knew that if he didn't rush, his family would die completely.Comrade Stalin is ruthless, even the political work department under him is also cruel, as long as he is an opponent of Comrade Stalin, even children will not be spared.

　　All massacres will not let go of a trace of life.

　　There is no way, Wilfredsky led the soldiers to charge towards the Jagged Army's position!

　　If you don't charge, you will be cleaned up.

　　"Ula!"

　　"Ula!"

　　12 "Ulla!"

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　　Group after group of Soviet veterans began to charge, and the Mosin Nagan rifles fired loudly for a while.

　　The soldiers of the Jagged Army were naturally unwilling to be lonely, and machine guns fired wildly!

　　"Comrades, let's go, for the great Comrade Stalin, for the great Soviet Union, for the capable Chinese women, Ulla!"

　　A young Soviet soldier who looked like he was engaged in political work kept waving his arms, encouraging a large number of Soviet veterans to rush upwards.

　　"I'll tell you Ulla, go meet your ass/Dalin!"

　　Zhang Yongan had seen this Soviet old man a long time ago, and then picked up the Mauser sniper rifle, passed the sniper scope, and pulled the trigger. A 7.92mm bullet went into the opponent's mouth in an instant, and then came out from the back of his head. The white brain pulp was brought out.

　　The young Soviet soldier, who was brainwashing the Soviet soldiers, was shocked and fell to the ground on his back, and went to see his dear Supreme Commander.

　　However, he wasn't the only one on the battlefield, there were two others who were constantly instigating, seeming to be assigned at the company level, and had the same nature as the instructors of certain troops.

　　The Soviet old man was completely brainwashed. He stepped forward, yelled Ulla, and kept charging with a Mosin Nagant rifle.

　　"My mother, have these old men been brainwashed? How come they are like little Japan, even more idiots than idiots, and they keep coming over to die!"

　　Ma Zhiqing had already run to the front line of the battle, holding a u-88 general-purpose machine gun on a bipedal stand, firing and cursing non-stop.

　　"The group doesn't know, how do I know!" The sniper rifle pulled the bolt and raised his hand to kill another one. Zhang Yongan muttered and said, "These old men are like boars in heat. They rush forward and follow each other. I don't know They thought we were invading their country!"

　　"Damn, invade our country, and still be so arrogant, fuck your mother!"

　　As soon as the Mauser sniper rifle was raised, an old Soviet captain appeared directly in his sniper scope. With a snap, another bullet was fired, and the headshot was clean and neat.

　　"This sniper rifle is easy to use. I can shoot wherever I point it. Haha, the distance of 600 meters is my world."

　　Zhang Yongan pulled the bolt, and another bullet jumped out.

　　"You kid, I don't know where the good luck came from. You caught up with the commander-in-chief to inspect, otherwise you would have this gun?" Ma Zhiqing said angrily.

　　"Hit, hit me hard!"

　　Ma Zhiqing's face was distorted at this moment, and the u-88 general-purpose machine gun in his hand emitted boundless anger.

　　Both eyes turned red.

　　He didn't know how long he was going to fight Lao Maozi, so he ordered the soldiers of the whole regiment to save some bullets. Fortunately, the 46th regiment was all veterans, so the semi-automatic rifle basically killed one person with one or two shots.

　　The general-purpose machine gun turned quickly, put an old man's head in the aiming ring on the gun head, and then fired three "da da da" bursts, directly smashing the old man's head.

　　Zhang Yongan's sniper rifle quickly pulled the bolt, looking for the next target, and saw an old-fashioned officer who entered the shooting range of his sniper rifle, and then shot him down.

　　Keep looking for the next target.

　　The 46th Regiment of the entire Jagged Army took advantage of its veterans and numbers, and suppressed Lao Maozi's firepower for a while.

　　The charging old man kept falling.

　　"boom!"

　　"boom!"

　　"boom!"

　　……

　　Each mortar position, under the command of the commander, fought on its own, but their target was the old Maozi soldiers who charged up, apart from the old Maozi in the opposite position.

　　The shells fell one after another on the road of the charge. Lao Maozi was killed in large numbers. A battalion was hit by machine guns, semi-automatic rifles, and 060 mortars, and lost two-thirds at once.

　　Finally, Lao Maozi couldn't take it anymore and was defeated.

　　"Waste, complete waste, a bourgeois warlord's army, you can't take it down, you are not worthy of being brave soldiers of the Great Soviet Red Army."

　　Commissar Marcus had a gloomy expression on his face. He took out his gun and shot Wilfredsky and the deputy battalion commander directly.

　　The political commissar is a major feature of the Soviet Red Army. His power is sometimes greater than that of the real power officer. He can completely bypass Grovsky and shoot junior officers.

　　Grovsky looked at his subordinates who had been with him for many years and was shot like this, with a downcast expression on his face, but he didn't dare to say anything.

　　The power of the political commissar, even he can be shot.

　　What more can be said.

　　Grovsky looked at the battalion in front of him. There were only more than 100 people left in one charge. He had some doubts whether it was a mistake to swallow Xinjiang this time.

　　The firepower of the Jagged Army is too fierce.

　　"Comrade Grovsky, I want you to organize a charge, throw all the shells on the positions of the Jagged Army, and use their blood to commemorate our great Soviet Red Army soldiers."

　　Commissar Marcus seems to have lost his mind. .

Chapter 326 The Deterrence of the Punishment Battalion

　　Commissar Marcus is completely crazy. In his dictionary, the word flinch is not there.

　　Grovsky said with some hesitation: "But Comrade Commissar, we only have half of the shells left. In this situation, standing still is the most effective decision. If we continue to attack, we will only..."

　　Commissar Marcus interrupted Grovsky roughly: "Comrade Grovsky, you are actually afraid of war. I don't mind sending you all to the punishment camp!"

　　Punishment camp!

　　Grovsky couldn't help but change his face when he heard this sentence.